Imagine —
the kind of courage it takes
to cross borders
to leave what you know behind
all for the love
of your family and children.

the heartbreak of losing
home
because home no longer provides.
& the pain of uprooting
with grade school education
but with life lessons far beyond years

the bravery it takes
to step towards the unknown:
land, language, lifestyle
to reteach your tongue with foreign words
that feel bitter until they’re translated

the kind of selflessness one holds
when holding their head down
with wages less then they deserve
housekeepers who are scoffed at
the same ones who created
my dreams
kept my hopes alive
and my tummy full

imagine
that kind of courage living
in the very breathe
of immigrants —
but, I call them mamá y papá.

-ciriacisbeth.

(picture poetry below)


 

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